Tied to your back I spin I shake up
Foundations and whats more I make up
Words to suit the melody,
I can't forget what your friends said to me.
Whats that voice in your head?
Such a pretty girl,
Your not alive, your better off dead.
But I don't care about that
It's me who has to,
Walk with you and hear this bullshit,
There not your friends they need you,
To make their lifes seem something,
Unused; not abused.
More than just nothing.
Hell, i'm tired of seeing you slip,
Under water drown in their shit,
Its me and you or its just you.
Your choice; now choose.
They won't be at your back,
Cause there is one thing that they lack,
I love you
They just wanna use you.
So am I nothing more?
So, fuck, am I nothing more?
Am I nothing more than a shadow in the pack?
And the halls that we once shook up lie calm,
Without you no one remembers who Iam.
So i'm asking you,
Am I nothing more?
I'm telling you,
You bitch i'm nothing more,
Than a warm dream gone cold.
I'm nothing more.... |
